Because most philosophies that frown on reproduction don't survive.

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

La Guadalupana

Nuestra Señora du Guadalupe has watched over us for another year. As always, our favorite tribute.

This is an interesting year of motherhood for me. As a gift to myself for my 40th birthday, I weaned my youngest child, age 17mo. This is not a bittersweet moment for me. It's a relief, a promise of new things to come. Perhaps this is the last time I wean a child, and that's just fine with me. My oldest will get her driver's license in January, and almost immediately we'll go into driver's ed for the second. My friends: I might not have to drive the children places. Oh, can you imagine?

Ruega por nosotros.

1 comment:

Julia said...


When people wonder how I can parent in a large city, they underestimate the value of handing a kid a MetroCard. My five were all self-transporting by age 11. It is a beautiful thing.